Meet the Authors
Jodie is a wife, mother of two, speaker, teacher and blogger. Her passion is teaching women the Word of God to help motivate and encourage them to strengthen their faith walk. She looks for joy in the everyday things like laundry, waiting in line and cooking, considering each an opportunity to share God’s love with others.
One Jar At a Time
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Founder, Worship Leader
Donna is a daughter of the King, wife to an ordained youth pastor, mother of three beautiful children, and a physical therapist. Her passion is music, leading and sharing in worship through song in order to bring women closer to the heart of God, verse by verse. She looks for joy in the misfit places of life, sharing laughter with others and showing them God’s extraordinary love for them.
The Long and Short of It
I think I did it just because my best friend Lisa was doing it. I had no idea what I was suppose to be doing but there I was. Sitting at a table, behind a score chart watching guys dressed in ill-fitting leotards. There they were rolling around on the floor, slobbering through their mouth guards and being twisted into positions that I did not think were possible. Yep, I was a mat maid. I guess it looked good on my college application, right up there beside horn line captain and honor roll student. Yeah, I don’t think I can explain away this one. But as a mat maid, one thing was for sure…I did not have to wrestle. This week, we have begun our Armor of God Bible Study. Week 1 – sizing up the enemy. Day 1 – WRESTLING match. I’d rather be a mat maid. “For...read more
“I can’t get no satisfaction, I can’t get no satisfaction. ‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try. I can’t get no, I can’t get no.” Pardon me for using a Rolling Stones song to start a blog post about The Lord and all His goodness. But I think it works here. Here in this messed up world where we look all over hoping to find what we need and never finding what our souls are truly longing. Satisfaction. What is it and where is it really derived from? I want to give that neat answer tied in a bow and I could. I trust the truth of God’s word and know that He can “fill my every longing”. But allow me to be very honest (It’s what you expect, right?). I trust that God can satisfy the empty places within me, but I still...read more
It’s no secret! Donna and I like alliterations. May be we like them to a fault. One weary night before New Years we had a little planning session and we invented a new word. RENEW-alution. Don’t worry, Webster hasn’t returned our calls. It won’t make it into a dictionary but it has taken a life of it’s own in our minds. 2017 is here and we both want to be renewed! It seems to be the season of renewal. There are three different bills laying on my desk that want a “renewal fee”. Thankfully, the type of renewal we desire doesn’t require a check or a debit card. We want a refreshed and right relationship with the Lord. We want to ensure that we are still putting first things first, and for us, that means that we want Christ to be first place....read more
It’s beautiful! A beautiful mess indeed. The glitter that is scattered on the floor and stuck to my face from the presents opened. The presence of others is beautiful. It’s beautiful! A beautiful mess indeed. The joy that has come from rejoicing over the birth of our Savior. The pain that is felt from grieving with others who are struggling while they try hard to rejoice. The joy and pain coexist. Every year after Christmas my heart is torn like pieces of wrapping paper down the middle. One side ready to put away the beautiful reminders of our celebrations together and the other side wanting to linger and let it stay just a while longer. Several years ago I reminded myself that we can “sweep away the glitter, turn down the twinkling lights , clear out the bags of torn...read more
“Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift!” 2 Corinthians 9:5 Hi! My name is Donna and I am a Christmasaholic. My halls have been decked and the boughs of holly abound outside…..all since November 16th! The familiar carols of the season have been playing for weeks. I am frequently accused of “skipping” Thanksgiving but I am very thankful that I am able to begin celebrating Christmas early. I simply love every aspect of Christmas…but my favorite part? The gifts! Yep, you read that right… I love the gifts! Many moons ago, I learned that one of my love languages is gifts. Large or small, homemade or bought…gifts fill my love tank to full. One of my favorite memories of gifts involves quite a bit of fur. I am an 80’s child and...read more
Hurry here, hurry there! Everywhere I turn there seems to be hurry. The roadways are congested, the grocery isles have pile ups, and all I can say is it seems we have pushed a button that is counting down the days while we race to complete endless to-do lists that are all about Christmas. Well, at least the Christmas we have grown accustomed to celebrating. Slow down, pause, rewind and remember. Rewind with me to that very first Christmas…the shepherds were simply keeping watch over their flocks when the news arrived that Jesus was born. Simply tending to their flocks, keeping their regular routine and great things occurred. In the same region there were some shepherds staying out in the fields and keeping watch over their flock by night. And an angel of the Lord suddenly stood...read more
We rush. We fuss. We make haste. We waste. We play tug of war in our hearts when we seek to balance all the jingle and joy of Christmas. Jingle bells! Joy to the world! Christmas and Christ. Since I was a little girl the magic of Christmas had been held in the traditions of my family. It wasn’t until later in life that I realized the real magic of Christmas was found in the beauty of a dirty manger that Mary lay in and gave birth to our King. The little girl in me still loves the “jingle” of Christmas, but she adores the “Joy” of Christmas more. The dilemma? Balance. Keeping the jingle and the joy together, but balanced. Remembering to have a little bit of jingle and a whole lotta joy! Focusing on Christ and placing Him in the center of what should be the...read more
Grasping hands, we stand in a circle and she says, “Share one thing you are thankful for” and silence fills the room. It’s Thanksgiving Day and we have all gathered to feast, hunt, fellowship, read the sales papers, watch the parade, and yes, give thanks. But every year it’s a little awkward when my husband’s mom asks the group to share what they are grateful for as we join hands to ask a blessing over the mounds of food. Why? Find out over at our dear friends Jana’s place….. http://sweettothesoul.com/blog/2016/11/22/grateful-beyond-one-day Today I am so excited to share over at Sweet to the Soul and hope you will take a moment to meet me there! ~ Jodieread more
There are several reminders of my granny around my home; little gifts she gave me over the years. I would trade all the gifts I can touch from my granny to just sit with her for a little while and experience all that she was to me. She was kind. She was loving. She was generous. She was patient. She was forgiving. She was thoughtful. When we list things we are grateful for we often count blessings by naming things we have been given. We are thankful for our homes, our jobs, our clothing, even our families have been given to us. We should be grateful for these things, however as I read Psalm 118 I thought less of what I have been given and more of who God is to me. Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever… 4Let those who fear the Lord say: “His love endures...read more
Yesterday I fell and hit my head hard on a door frame. I sat on the floor, holding my head, feeling the knot developing, and I didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or both. After collecting myself and telling the dog, the cause of my fall, who was king of the castle, I grabbed my frozen package of corn, reserved for bumps and lumps, and placed it on my head. Yes, I have a bag of frozen corn reserved for bumps and lumps. But that is not the point of this post…I just thought you might smile. Today, as I recollect over my mishap I am grateful. Grateful that God woke me up. Grateful I don’t have a headache. Grateful for the friend that texted to check on me and my noggin. Grateful for the bag of frozen corn, placed back in the freezer for my next mishap. Grateful for my...read more
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